Tendrils - Hovering Above Homeplate Lyrics

Only twenty feet above the ground
I know you've been higher than this before
As you recline on this rusty-ass, chain-link batting cage, your maturity is showing

The sky hasn't been this clear in a long long time
Not unlike the inner machinations of my mind
Though it gave you all the city had offer, you didn't stay sated

You scorn god and hail satan
We just want a home that you can't steal

Simmering in your regrets you're flicking cigarettes at passing pedestrians
It's that same disrespect that's churning heavy cream into chunks of yellow butter
If you were forced to face all your friends believe in
You'd swing a bat for one hundred different reasons

You scorn god and hail satan
You scorn god and hail satan
We just want a home that you can't steal
We just want to know what you think is "real"
We just want a home that you can't steal

Why won't you wait for me?
Why aren't you waiting for me?